We ll meet again usuk fanfic rec

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we ll meet again usuk fanfic rec

Im fairly new to USUK but I love the pairing so far and was wondering if Fic recs ? HIya Hope the mods don't mind. And hopefully this is okay to do. I'm . but if you are new, then you have to read this fic: We'll Meet Again by George deValier. No one will blow a gasket if you ignore these guidelines, they just make it easier for me Before requesting any recs, check the catalogue to see if anyone has. My very first collections would be Hetalia fanfics focusing or have the pairing If not, I gladly rec them to you. Enjoy! We'll Meet Again by George [email protected]

For weeks now his London pub had been full of loud, obnoxious, carousing American servicemen on leave. They yelled, they drank, they fought occasionally, they drank, they flirted with the local girls, and they drank some more. Then they did it all over again. To begin with it was a vaguely interesting break in the same tedious old routine. By the end of the second night, Arthur had had enough. To be honest, they were not all bad. They generally tried to be well behaved, they poured a lot of money into his pub, and after all, they were allies fighting a common enemy.

Truth be told, they weren't starting to drive Arthur mad at all. Everything about the American irritated Arthur. The absurd bomber jacket he lived in.

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The way he never combed his bloody hair. And the arrogance… Arthur had not been the least bit surprised to learn he was a fighter pilot. Thought the whole bloody British Isle owed him their freedom and allegiance. Arthur gritted his teeth and snatched the glass. And kindly refrain from calling me your buddy. He barely went through a bottle a year before the war. Since the Americans turned up, he went through a carton a night. He was obviously used to getting his way with that grin… but it bloody well wasn't going to work with Arthur.

Let someone else pour the drinks for a while. Take a load off. Alfred seemed able to stretch every word into seven syllables. Arthur suppressed his irritation, pushed the glass across the bar, and attempted to be polite. He had a reputation as a gentleman to uphold, after all. That's an insult to a man, that is. The arrogance was unfathomable.

Arthur felt the tiniest stab of guilt, and could not stop himself adding, "Maybe another time. I look forward to having that drink with ya. Arthur let out a deep breath. He turned and placed the bourbon back on the shelf, took a cloth from beneath the bar, and began wiping the bar top vigorously.

Arthur had never dealt with something like this before.

we ll meet again usuk fanfic rec

Customers asked him for drinks, he served them. None of them ever asked him to join them — hell, most of them barely spared a word for him. Yet this American pilot had bothered him every night for a week: Arthur could not understand it.

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Of course, a tiny, hopeful part of his brain held the smallest suspicion - but no. Arthur had spent too long suppressing that secret part of himself. The reason he had no close friends, the reason his brothers hated him; the reason he cut himself off from society, the reason even his country's armed services refused to accept him.

He had learnt from his past mistakes, and knew better than to see his own secret wishes and desires where actually there was nothing. But then, what was it about this bloody Yank? Why did he keep asking Arthur to drink with him? Why did he keep looking over at Arthur behind the bar and waving? Why did he have to grin like that? And why the bloody hell did it affect Arthur so much when he did?

Arthur risked a glance over at the pilot's table. He always sat at the same one, by the second front window, with that other fellow who looked so much like him that Arthur wondered if they were brothers. Sure enough, Alfred was looking right at him.

Arthur quickly looked down. He ran a hand over his heated forehead and felt it burning red. Throwing the cloth down, Arthur stormed over to the other side of the busy pub.

we ll meet again usuk fanfic rec

Surely there must be some empty glasses to pick up. An elderly regular nodded to him as he passed. Don't even know why we need them here, it's not as though our boys can't take on the Jerry's without them! His eyes flashed fleetingly towards Alfred's table before he quickly turned to serve the table of rowdy soldiers. A few hours later, with the place thankfully somewhat quieter, Arthur finally had a chance to wipe down the vacant tables and collect empty glasses.

He did have a few staff, but they only worked occasionally, and Arthur barely even knew their names. He preferred to do most of the work here himself. This was his pub, after all. It wasn't much, but it was his entire life; it was everything he knew.

The long bar that ran across the room, the old wooden tables and chairs that had never been replaced. The huge fireplace and its ornate mantelpiece. The ancient brick walls; the creaky narrow staircases that led down to the cold, dark cellar and up to his cosy, familiar living area. Arthur knew every part of this place like his own body.

It had always been a family business, but Arthur was the last family member left here now. He felt it his duty to do as much as possible on his own. Arthur headed back to the bar, glancing around the room as he went. Most of the patrons left were locals. The more intoxicated Americans had already been dragged back to base, but a few remained to have a few quiet drinks before close.

Arthur tried to avoid looking his way, but could not ignore the loud voice that called to him as he walked past the American's table. This could not be a good idea… "Very well then. After all, the place was fairly quiet. Maybe this would finally stop Alfred's constant requests, as well as put Arthur's own curiosities to rest. Alfred was obviously just a friendly young guy who treated everyone like this. Arthur sat down at the table, taking the seat closest to the bar.

He half hoped for a patron to approach it for a drink, giving him an excuse to leave. Much to his annoyance, he was far too nervous sitting this close to Alfred. Arthur glared at him. Alfred slapped the man on the shoulder and grinned at Arthur. He really did look remarkably like Alfred.

Lovely pub you have here. Are you a pilot as well, Lieutenant? And besides, it was probably safer to make conversation with Matthew than Alfred.

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Like get yourself killed. Confuses the hell out of some of the superiors, I tell ya what.

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Finally made Matt grow his hair so they can tell us apart. Alfred was not making it easy. Matthew started to reply but Alfred cut him off. No longer a subject of the British Empire, eh, Matt? Lives on maple syrup, carries little polar bears around…" Arthur furrowed his brow. He's my lucky mascot. That Alfred is what omegaverse is all about tbh. It is quite well known, but I just have to bow down to the superior fic man. Sometimes I think about it and cry that it exists.

Stranded by Snowyfoxpaws and sequel ongoing Freefall England was an omega. His world had been turned completely on its head because his stodgy, beta guardian with an inexplicable temper was, in actuality, a very cunning omega and the fact that no one knew baffled the younger country like nothing else ever had before. As a side note I also enjoy lots of her other works and it was thanks to her advice that I started writing consistently again after years of absence.

She is actually a big reason that I decided to start this blog and post my writing. But he still hopes for more then what he should, and with his closest friend by his side they experience all the highs and lows of youth, marriage, and motherhood.

Not technically omegaverse but it has a lot of similar elements. Really good world building, solid lengthy story gotta love those long fics! Soulmate AUs will never get old. The year is Many things have changed, but just as many remain the same. America and England, for example, still hate goodbyes and love each other. Be still my fucking heart.

we ll meet again usuk fanfic rec

Every decision was left up to destiny. It has never truly bothered him up until this moment, when he cannot even choose his own mate. Her writing is so well done technically and story-wise.

[HETALIA] USxUK - AU Fanfic Recs

She could write novels, she should write novels if she wants I mean. Kind of a soulmate fic? I really like the atmosphere in this fic and the progression.